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- a metal tray that is crowded with pictures of every beer made in belgium on it, along with the words "cheers from belgium!" - a t-shirt with all of the beers of belgium on it. (my mother knows what i like.) - a jar of something called "advocaat", which is some kind of pudding-like aperitif, along with an aperitif glass to put it in. - a reprint of a 1947 tintin comic (in flemish) called "de scepter van ottokar." - two framed, 3-d (raised) panels from the same comic. i took her back home and she fed me some potent belgian beer called "brugse tripel." |
If you are unable to travel right now and feel left out, you can always take a virtual jaunt to the lederhosen museum. Be sure to visit the suspender gallery while you're there. - http://www.lederhosenmuseum.de/GBhomepage.htm Incidentally, I'm going to a few Asian countries, particularly Thailand and Vietnam for a while in October. It will be my annual yes-I'll-get-you-a-bloody-souvenir-trip so start thinking about whether you want a cheap t-shirt or a nasty sarong or some other special momento. It's a big decision, I know, so I wanted to give you all plenty of time to consider your options. |
Like the Niagra Falls boomerang. wtf |
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one stop shop for all things surplus and soviet. |
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I brought about a million soviet stamps back from ukraine. |
My friend ordered a night vision optic piece from them. Talk about cool, what a great toy. |
i have a night vision optic piece. ex-soviet, even. i wonder if it is the same. |
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monk ale monk ale monkey alley mo. |
a few years ago a friend of mine went on a nuclear tour of america with soviet night-vision goggles, and he ended up getting trailed by the fbi, osi, and air force security troops with m16s. here's the episode where he gets stopped in montana after guessing the locations of a bunch of top-secret nuclear missile silo sites: http://www.tabloid.net/1998/10/09/barney_981008.html "See Agent Y sitting behind you?" said Agent X, starting the motor. "If you go for my gun, he'll kill you." He'd said it with a serious voice, but I couldn't tell if he really was serious, or if this was some sort of dark FBI humor. "Uh, OK," I said, smiling and hoping he'd been joking. I fastened my seat belt and looked back at Agent Y. Agent Y, it seemed, hadn't gotten the joke either. |
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http://www.tabloid.net/1998/10/26/barney_981026.html ***** "And now, with the collapse of the Evil Empire, you can have night vision for, like, two hundred bucks. Hell, I hear you can get the cheap Russian stuff at Wal-Mart. That stuff in the Trooper, it's totally crappy first-generation stuff." Agent X glanced over at me. "It's better than mine," he said. ***** "Who is Heather Songoir?" came Agent Y's voice from the back seat. He hadn't said it especially loudly, but it broke the silence like a cannon. "Heather who?" I replied, not recognizing with the name. "Heather Songoir ... from Portland." Now this was an interesting question. When I was in Portland, I'd stayed for a couple of days with my friend Julie and had met some of her friends, one of whom was a woman named Heather. I'd jotted her name and email address into one of my notebooks so I could add her to my Cold War Tour e-mail list. The interesting thing was, nowhere had I written down that she was from Portland, and it wasn't very obvious from her email address. How did Agent Y know? ------------ part 6 http://www.tabloid.net/1998/11/16/barney_981116.html ***** After a few minutes, Agent X broke the silence. "You might be interested to know that this is the Official Ted Kazcynski Blazer," he said. ***** "Well, you're not on any list. We don't keep lists." He paused. "I can tell you that your vehicle may not be welcome at any Air Force bases in the future. You might have some trouble that way, I'm afraid." I thought about it. I could still just park the Trooper at the visitors' centers of wherever I went, and walk in. That didn't sound so bad. "Well, that shouldn't hinder me too much. I mean, as long as I can still get tours and stuff of all these Cold War facilities." "Maybe you could change your tour to some other part of history, something a little less. ... Well, maybe you should just follow the Lewis and Clark Trail or something?" |
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